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PATH to DARKNESS by Tyde
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Chapter Nineteen – Of Lust and Dragons
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A few years passed and Snape found he was concerning himself less with revenge on James and more with Voldemort's ultimate plan for world domination. It was hard not to scoff and giggle when he said WORLD DOMINATION but he was deadly serious, not one of those silly Muggle cartoon villains that was going to be captured 12 minutes in and put in a loony bin. It had taken longer tan he thought but now Voldemort had at least one Death Eater in every corner of the world. Snape had been paired with someone from the Northern Europe sector to train him. Igor Karkaroff he sensed was only in it for the boost of power the Dark Lord promised them all. Hundreds had fallen for it and Gryffindors and Slytherins alike from themselves fighting side by side for the greater evil. Voldemort was quick to guard himself as well as his followers and saw to it that each dedicated Death Eater only knew three to five others. If they stumbled upon more he either wiped their memories or killed them. It wasn't just good people that he'd reserve his wand for. Goyle had once mistakenly (and drunkenly) revealed a Death Eater safe house to an Auror when he was down the Three Broomsticks playing a few rounds of Gobstones. This lead to the late night capture of Antonin Dolohov (one of Voldemort's closest and higher level followers) and the Aurors having the upper hand on quite a few other suspects. Voldemort ordered Snape to dispatch of Nicholas Goyle quickly and efficiently. Nick was begging for Snape to let him live, not for himself, but for the unborn child his wife was carrying even as the green light from the death curse shot towards him. His expression showed one of sorrow mixed with pity which Severus quickly manipulated to show pure terror. His Lord liked it better that way, to know they'd been filled with horror in the seconds before they were put out of their misery by one of his devoted few.
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She'd been doodling on a piece of parchment with a blood-red ink-filled quill. An empty flagon of wine and a half filled glass sat next to the ink bottle. The female Death Eater could almost hear the screams issuing from the mouths of the victims she drew and indeed had killed only days before. Lucius had warned her about leaving such matter lying around – people would start to become suspicious. 'It doesn't do well to make it obvious my dear' he said the evening he'd proposed to her. She'd just tossed her blonde mane and promised she'd hide them so well even Alastor Moody wouldn't find it. She heard the door creak open but she didn't look up, too consumed in her drink and picture. A masked Death Eater strolled through the doorway towards Narcissa.
'It's the night before our wedding love, we're not supposed to see each other' she looked up from a glass of Elderberry wine and her mouth opened in surprise. 'You had to work tonight?' He shook his head and her wine dulled brain comprehended 'Of course, not supposed to see each other so you masked up. Smart one Luc. You know I've never realised until now how very naughty that mask is. Come over here.' He strode towards her as she stood up and captured her in a bear hug. Stroking her long white blonde hair he sighed with contentment. Her blue eyes enquired of him and he stared back at her intently with his charcoal infused ones. A slight wave of confusion washed over her, Lucius Malfoy's eyes were blue.
'Your eyes love, they're...' realisation dawned on her, she'd known those eyes once, very intimately. 'Sev?'
Pulling her closer to him, his wand pressed into her stomach and he whispered 'Imperio' into her neck as she started to tense up. Immediately she relaxed and as he willed it she soon began to respond.
'Oh Sev, darling. It's been too long. Can you forgive me? Lucius was nothing but a play thing, something to keep me amused until you came back' as she spoke she slowly removed his mask and it dropped to the floor. She deposited little kisses all over his ivory skin and he closed his eyes to drink in her desire. It didn't occur to him the wrong he was doing.
'Oh Narcie. I've missed this...you.' He pushed her backwards onto the bed and slowly began removing her corset with one hand while the other kept the wand firmly pressed into her stomach. But as he flung the corset aside he realised he'd dropped his wand and her deep blue eyes were looking at him in confusion. 'Snape? What are you doing here?' she looked down at herself and suddenly realised she was naked from the waist up. Slowly the cloud lifted and she knew how it was that she was in this situation. Covering herself up with the blanket off the bed she watched as he slowly backed away and bent to pick up his wand.
'Accio wand!' Severus's wand zoomed into her hand before he had a chance to close his fingers around it. 'What are you doing Severus? Trying to control me?' she wasn't angry, but hurt and puzzled and a little drunk. 'I'm getting married tomorrow – what's this all about? You know you missed the boat on this one. I'm Malfoy's now'
'I didn't have a very good day' it sounded so lame the moment it came out of his mouth. 'Everything was going wrong and I needed comfort, I used to feel that with you Narc.' To his embarrassment tears starting spilling over his cheeks and dripping to the floor. 'I thought if I saw you again, if we were together just once more, maybe you'd make it all okay.'
Her heart ached for him. Narcissa had never seen him so utterly devastated and she thought back to the times they had had, it had never been about emotion, it had been raw animal need. She gestured for him to come sit with her on the bed and she pulled him into a secure embrace that could only have been achieved by a one-time lover. His tears trickled down her bare back and she felt their warmth as it sent tingles up her spine. Narcissa cooed soothingly to him and he felt her hands making circles over his sobbing torso. Before either of them knew what was happening their mouths were locked in passion and the blanket that had been wrapped around the blonde woman was carelessly discarded on the floor.
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Always did fall for a sob story, didn't you?
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It was sometime in the early morning when he rose from her bed. Moonlight filtered in through a window and shone off his naked body. She stirred and watched him reach for his robes. Then she noticed something new she'd never seen before in all their years of dallying around. A fiery red dragon with glittering eyes like emeralds twined itself around his right upper arm. It wasn't a wizard tattoo like the Dark Mark, this was a Muggle tattoo and there was no doubt he'd had it crafted by a true artist. The way it had been engraved into his skin made it look like it was alive, lying in wait for it's prey while still maintaining a certain innocence. And then as suddenly as it appeared it was gone as Severus pulled his robes up over his shoulders and gathered his cloak around him. The full realisation of what they had done hit her at this time.
'Severus...um. I'd really appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone about this.'
'About what?' he subtly waved his wand in her direction whilst whispering 'Obliviate'.
Her eyelids fluttered for a second and she looked at him quizzically.
'Snape? I didn't hear you come in. Why are you here?'
'Just wanted to give you all my best wishes for your big day. Lucius is a great chap – you're perfect together' He bent to kiss her hand. 'See you at the wedding'.
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She'd barely returned from the hospital with the baby Draco when Lucius launched right into her. 'It had to have come from your side of the family, Narcissa. For ten generations the Malfoys have not only commanded respect in the wizarding community they have also had blonde hair. No exceptions!' He looked in disgust at their son Draco's dark mop of hair.
'Ten generations? Please Lucius, your grandmother dyes her hair. She told me so just before our son was born so I wouldn't be surprised if he turned out different. I don't know why you're making such a big deal anyway – you can fix it easy enough!'
He just glared at her. 'Of course I know. Exalbesco' he flicked his wand at Draco's head where the crop of dark hair fell out and white hairs sprouted all over his scalp. 'An easy fix. Are there any other surprises I ought to know? Next you'll be revealing your father was a Muggle and your family history is riddled with Mudbloods' He narrowly avoided the paralysing hex she threw at him.
'Wash your mouth out Lucius Malfoy. Never insinuate my family are Mudbloods or I'll have your balls on a plate. Don't think I won't!' Her glare was piercing and her chest was heaving.
'Merlin you're sexy when you're angry' His lips descended upon hers as the baby gabbled happily in his crib playing with a set of Muggle knuckles his father had bought from Knockturn Alley as a welcome home gift. As Draco squeezed the knuckles in his tiny fists they started to glow.
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Author's note: CrinkleCutRuffles – Drastic? Snape? No, hehe. You'll just have to wait and find out. Oh and I had a lovely holiday thanks – I went to Great Keppel Island which is off the coast of northern Queensland (Australia). Sun, surf and too many cocktails. It was great!
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